Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 148 When a Martial Arts Legend Appears Before Us
People are divided into different classes, and meat is divided into different layers.

Believe it or not, people in the world are categorized.

Mediocre people, vulgar people, good people, bad people, great people, extraordinary people, etc.

An ordinary person's life is spent in a daze for decades, and in the end, all they have is a straw mat to settle down.

When you possess a skill that others cannot, such as having beautiful handwriting, singing moving songs, or being eloquent and persuasive, you will most likely rise to prominence.

That's what a capable person is like.

Of course, there are many talented people in the world, and many of them are unknown.

If there were two people who could recognize all the talented people in the world, and could go back a hundred years or so, they could explain and analyze the stories of old acquaintances to you clearly, giving you access to cutting-edge information.

"Then let me ask you, is fifty taels of silver a question too much?"

When Lu Xiaofeng explained this to Hua Manlou.

Hua Manlou shook his head with a chuckle: "However, Datong and Dazhi won't take a single copper coin more."

He sat by the window of the restaurant, leaning on the railing and gazing out, feeling the spring breeze, fanning himself with a fan, looking relaxed.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "If only I were as relaxed as you." As he spoke, he downed another glass of wine.

Hua Manlou smiled and slowly said, "You haven't resolved Shangguan Danfeng's matter yet, and now you're investigating those three mysterious people."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed again and said, "Women are trouble, and women called princesses are even more trouble. But who knew that those three would be such a huge problem!"

"Yes, whenever there's news of the 'Divine Sword Capturing the Dragon,'" Hua Manlou sighed, "in the past hundred years, which time hasn't it been a bloodbath, with countless powerful forces wiped out?"

Lu Xiaofeng drank another cup, seemingly wanting to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

"What's more, this time the divine sword was actually drawn and killed the head of the Shaolin Bodhidharma Academy! The Shaolin Temple is furious and is preparing to join forces with other major sects to capture the murderer."

The two looked at each other in silence, then poured themselves a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Hua Manlou said softly, "The storm is brewing."

Lu Xiaofeng remained calm and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid the number of experts arriving later will be far greater than we can imagine!"

"Alas!" Hua Manlou said, "I seem to smell the scene of falling flowers and bloodshed."

"Stop talking, stop talking." Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand. "Let's drink and be merry while we can!" After saying that, the two clinked glasses again.

Hua Manlou downed his drink in one gulp, then paused and said, "I met that white-robed man in the capital."

Lu Xiaofeng chuckled and said, "I even ran into the three of them!"

Hua Manlou laughed and said, "I feel that someone as arrogant as him would disdain a sneak attack. If he wanted to kill someone, he would appear openly and squarely when the sun is shining brightest, the scenery is most beautiful, and you are at your most triumphant, and kill you with one blow!"

Lu Xiaofeng thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Although I didn't see him make a move, I still think you're right."

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze, and asked, "Didn't you say that it would be easy to find out the true identities of those three people?"

"Hey!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng said with distress, "I thought it would be easy, because with Datong and Dazhi around, they would naturally be able to figure out their identities."

"Judging from your distressed expression, it seems you've lost sight of the great wisdom and insight?"

Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of wine and said sullenly, "I don't know how to find it."

"Don't know?" Hua Manlou asked curiously. "How so?"

"To find Datong and Dazhi, we must find that grandson of a turtle, Master Sun. Only this person in the world can find them!"

"You little bastard?"

Hua Manlou burst into laughter upon hearing the name.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't laugh, but frowned, thinking to himself, "This person has vanished as if into thin air. Could it be that he knew about it all along and went into hiding? But why would he hide?"

"Is the 'Dragon-Capturing Divine Sword' really as terrifying as the legends say?"

He didn't understand; it was just a weapon.

Over the past century, is it really worth so many people fighting over it, resulting in such heavy casualties?
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The most famous brothel in Luoyang was "Xianghuayuan".

Whether you're a scholar, a knight-errant, or a high-ranking official, as long as you have money, you can find unparalleled happiness here.

"Xianghuayuan" is located in the east of Luoyang City. The entire building has double eaves and upturned corners, embroidered railings and carved eaves, making it extremely magnificent.

Anyone who sees it will be dumbfounded, and then say, "Who would dare to be so bold as to build such a high-rise building that violates all the rules?"

Across the street from "Xianghuayuan," an old man sat, disheveled and stinking. He held sunflower seeds in his hands, cracking and spitting them out, the shells landing deliberately on the feet of passersby, drawing shouts and curses.

The old beggar chuckled and said, "Grandpa, whether you have money or not, please give me some!" Even when he saw the passerby cursing, he wasn't angry. He stood up, clapped his hands, and laughed, "If you don't give me anything, your whole family will be stuffed to death tomorrow!"

Seeing the pedestrians' anger, they swarmed over to beat him up.

The old beggar laughed loudly, turned and ran. After turning through several alleys, seeing that no one was behind him, he spat and muttered, "A bunch of brats born of maids. These young people nowadays are really not as good as they used to be."

The moon was high in the sky, and the clouds had dispersed from the mountains.

The bright moonlight shines on the earth, and frost covers the ground.

The old beggar suddenly felt a chill and turned to look.

Just a dozen or so feet away at the entrance of the alley, an old man stood there, dressed in a cloth robe, looking forlorn, his hands behind his back gazing into the distance.

The old beggar was stunned, not even able to see where the person came from, until he stared intently.

The man was dressed in a plain robe that fit him well, with patterns that were faintly visible in the moonlight. He had slightly sunken cheeks, a pale white beard, and a small hat on his head with a bright cat's-eye gem on it.

The moonlight reflected off the cat's-eye stone made it hard for the old beggar to open his eyes. He spoke in a mournful voice, "I never imagined that the first person to find me would be you, Master Huo."

The old man at the alley entrance was Huo Xiu, known as "the richest man in the world".

Huo Xiu stood for a while before speaking, "I never expected that Datong Dazhi would be such a bastard like you."

This old beggar was none other than the vanished Master Sun.

It is said that Master Sun was a man who knew how to enjoy life to the fullest, which earned him the nickname "Master Sun the Turtle".

But no one expected that this man, who spent money more than anyone else, squandered his fortune, drank the finest wines, ate the most exquisite delicacies, and slept with the most beautiful women, would be so extravagant.

He actually managed to squat at the entrance of "Xianghuayuan," the largest and best brothel in Luoyang, looking like a slovenly beggar, while Lu Xiaofeng and the others searched for him endlessly without ever noticing.

It's truly a case of being blind to one's own shortcomings.

Mr. Sun sighed and said with a wry smile, "You're already so rich, the richest person in the world, why are you still chasing after me?"

Huo Xiu chuckled and said, "I am the richest man, but not the most powerful. I've come to you today to ask you a question!"

Master Sun remained silent for a while, then sighed and said, "The dignified Master of the Green Robe Pavilion, isn't he the most powerful?"

Huo Xiu's eyes flashed with a cold light: "You really do know everything, both what you should and shouldn't know!"

Old Master Sun's face seemed a little pale, and he looked even more miserable: "As the ancients said, 'The benevolent are born in response to the times, while the wicked arise from calamities.' If I were you, Master Huo, I would run away as fast as I could and not get involved in this mess."

Huo Xiu's eyes lit up: "You know who those three people are! You also know who killed Ku Qing!"

Master Sun said, "Master Huo, you already have power, influence, and immense wealth, why do you still want to covet the 'Divine Sword Capturing Dragon'?"

Huo Xiu laughed and said, "I love money, I love wealth, I love all the treasures in the world. It's like a man loving a woman, always falling in love with one after another. So, how could I not have my eye on this number one divine weapon of all time, which possesses the secret of the Sword God, 'Divine Sword Capturing Dragon'?"

Master Sun shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have had this idea, because there are others."

Huo Xiu's eyes lit up even more: "More? You said more? Are you referring to those mysterious people I've been investigating?"

Master Sun shook his head repeatedly, covered his mouth, and refused to say a word no matter what.

Seeing this, Huo Xiu's smile became even stranger, and his interest grew even stronger. He laughed and said, "You little rascal, no rush, no rush. I only want to ask you, who exactly are those three young men?"

"Master Huo, you don't understand!"

His words wiped the smile off Huo Xiu's face.

Master Sun sighed and said slowly, "Compared to those people, these three are far more ruthless!"

Huo Xiu's smile froze completely on his face, and he demanded, "Speak!"

Master Sun sighed, his face pale: "The White-Clad Sword God prefers white robes and has a relaxed and proud demeanor. His most important characteristic: he never lies."

"The Blood-Clad Man of Kunlun favors blood-red dresses, wears a bun hairstyle, has a round face and round eyes, and is of a bold and unrestrained nature. His most important characteristic is that he can change into an even more terrifying personality at any time."

"The Sword Emperor is a one-armed man in black robes, tall and robust, with a straightforward personality. His most important characteristics are: his words are infuriating, he has only one arm, and his sword is always accompanied by sparks."

Huo Xiu stared at him with strange eyes and said in a low voice, "The Three Great Swordsmen, a legend I've heard since I was a child!"

"Yes, it's a legend!" Old Master Sun chuckled. "But do you know their names?"

Huo Xiu's expression changed, and sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Master Sun said, "Their names and appearances were deliberately erased, leaving only the legends of 'Divine Sword Capturing Dragon,' 'Demon Blade Red Candle Flower,' and 'Blade of the Blade Emperor.'"

"Every fifty years, news of the birth of a divine weapon would cause a great upheaval in the martial arts world."

Huo Xiu gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "Name!"

Grandpa Sun sighed and said, "According to our ancestors, the 'White-Clad Sword God' was named Ren Shaoyang, the 'Kunlun Blood-Clad Man' was named Ren Hongxiu, and the 'Knife Emperor' was named Li Ding'an."

Each time he finished speaking a name, Huo Xiu's face paled a little more. When Master Sun finished speaking the names of three people...

Huo Xiu's face was as white and transparent as Yao Yue's after she had mastered the Mingyu Kung Fu.

After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "Those three young men actually share the same name as the 'Three High-Ranking Swordsmen'?"

Master Sun sighed and nodded: "Not a single word is wrong."

Huo Xiu closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them: "Do you have a portrait of the 'Three High-Ranking Swordsmen'?"

"Have!"

As Mr. Sun was speaking, he suddenly froze, his face turning deathly pale as he looked at the rooftop to one side.

Huo Xiu certainly didn't think the other party was being respectful to him; he just suddenly felt that the moonlight tonight was unusually bright and the wind unusually cool.

The aftereffects even gave me goosebumps.

Just then, a soft laugh was heard.

"You're Huo Xiu?"

Huo Xiu's face was deathly pale, his muscles twitching uncontrollably as he slowly turned around.

The moonlight was like silver, and the moon was as big as a plate.

Under the bright moon, a gentle breeze blows on the rooftop.

The three stood tall under the moon, their bearing inscrutable.

The one who spoke was the young man in white robes in the middle. He asked with a half-smile, "So, you've been the one picking a fight with us?"

(End of this chapter)